I saluted Guo Sen and turned to leave.

Guo Sen suddenly said loudly: "Stop! ”

I turned halfway around and squinted at him: "Officer, if you have anything to do, hurry up, I just heard that one of my senior sisters has just given birth to twins, and I am in a hurry to go to the hospital to see her."

You don't know, my senior sister is not very temperamental, she just gave birth to a baby, her husband is not around, I don't want to let her vent again, and when she is out of confinement, she can definitely toss someone to survive and not to die. ”

"Alright, alright! Don't be so stinky! ”

Guo Sen glanced at me, but still put away my work card, and then straightened his face and said to me:

"Let's go to the disinfection room and change my clothes later."

Sun Lu was still a little angry: "Officer, his documents have been collected, how can he work again?" Wouldn't that be a violation? ”

"Suspend him temporarily, it's a routine! The tall fat man got the news yesterday evening, didn't he inform you? ”

Guo Sen was also very angry, and walked up to me, but his tone softened slightly: "Now as one of the parties to the case, I officially inform you:

The Xicheng Branch of this city, at X o'clock on the xxth day, found a dead body at No. 67 Mapi Hutong in the west of the city. After investigation and DNA comparison, it was confirmed that you were directly related to the deceased. In accordance with the internal regulations of the police, as a person in charge of the case, I suspend you from your duties on behalf of your superiors.

Now, you go with me to the temporary case office here to do a routine investigation and comparison of the facts; Then disinfect and change clothes, and go to identify the corpse! ”

When I arrived at the door of the task room, I finally couldn't help but ask Guo Sen in a low voice:

"Is there a corpse in that coffin on the roof? Is it Xu Ronghua? ”

The only thing I can think of is the corpse that has a direct blood relationship with me, and the only one who has a direct blood relationship is Xu Ronghua, who mysteriously disappeared in the crematorium.

However, Guo Sen shook his head and said in the same low voice:

"This case should be more complicated than you and I imagined, let's go through the procedure first. We'll talk about the rest in private. ”

Sun Tuzi was left outside, and I followed Guo Sen into the case room, and there were seven or eight people in a room, and none of them were fresh.

After Guo Sen briefly explained a few words, a senior sister from the technical department of the General Administration motioned for me to sit next to her.

She whispered to me as she moved the computer mouse:

"First of all, we found a human skull at the scene of the crime, and we have used technical means to carry out a preliminary restoration of the human image. Now I need you to confirm ......"

As he spoke, a colorful portrait of a human being appeared on the screen.

"Do you recognize this person?"

"I don't know." I shook my head.

Guo Sen walked behind me, and his voice was also very soft, "You can take a good look at it." ”

I looked up at him: "You also know how flawed this technique is based on bone reconstruction. I can't say that I don't have any familiarity with this picture at all, but any stranger who takes more than one photo will have this kind of 'conscious familiarity'. And really based on the first feeling, I can only say that I have no impression of the restored characters. ”

Without waiting for him to speak again, I waved my hand, "Don't say more, let's just do a simple routine, otherwise, I won't be able to authenticate intuitively." ”

Seeing the female policeman looking at him, Guo Sen nodded.

The policewoman exhaled briefly, got up and walked aside, took a box of exhibits, opened it, turned to me and said:

"We used D printing technology to replicate the skull found at the scene and restore the image of the deceased in three dimensions. You check again. ”

I stared at the restored human head in the box for a while, and then turned to her and Guo Sen and said:

"It looks familiar, but I can't confirm it...... I still can't remember where I've seen this guy. ”

The policewoman peeked at Guo Sen and reminded me in a low voice:

"If you think about it, this person may be related to you."

"Don't think about it." I asked Guo Sen for a cigarette, lit it, stared at the man's head for a while, and then said to the policewoman:

"Sister Fang, I feel a little familiar with this person now, like I've seen him somewhere, but I'm really not sure if I've seen him."

"There is still a considerable degree of distortion in this D reduction technology." The policewoman put on a pair of rubber gloves, followed by a small box, and said:

"The same restoration, we have preserved, you don't have to worry about this being destroyed. Now you just have to relax completely, intuitively, and describe where you think you need to change. Or, do you modify it yourself? ”

As she spoke, she handed me a small carving knife.

I didn't answer, "I'm poor at doing things here, I said, you can change it." ”

I looked at the portrait of the person in front of me for a while, leaned back in my chair, and slowly closed my eyes:

"I feel like this man's head is too wide and his hairline is too high."

"The width of the eyes is about the same, but the corners of the eyes are too wide."

"His lips should not be that thick, the lower lip, yes, the lower lip, his lips are not thin, and the lateral width of the lower lip is not more than four-fifths of the upper lip."

……

For the rest of the day, my eyes never opened.

I can't describe what kind of state it was, but I can only say that I am slowly narrating the local details of an image that do not specifically exist in my mind based on my understanding of the reduction technology and the subconscious brain supplement.

So much so that later, I completely ignored the passage of time and seemed to enter a state of resemblance to self-hypnosis.

Until I heard a soft voice ask, "Is there anything else?" ”

"It's gone." I shook my head and opened my eyes.

The policewoman and Guo Sen, as well as the others in the office, all eyes were on me.

The policewoman took off her mask and looked at me suspiciously:

"You've studied art before?"

I shook my head, "No." ”

Later, when I was chatting privately with this 'Sister Tuogun', I learned that during the period of 'self-hypnosis', I used a lot of art professional words and professional descriptions.

These things, even ordinary graduates of related majors, cannot fully grasp them.

The point is, when I tried to ask her to give examples, I found that the technical words she listed were completely unfamiliar to me, and I had no impression at all!

At that time, this senior sister of the technical department with considerable qualifications only said one sentence that was 'suspected to be off-topic':

"If you weren't possessed by a demon just now, then all I can say is that you have an incredible talent for art."

Her words sounded like a dream, and I couldn't help but think of a person, a painter.

I haven't forgotten that the painter who once haunted me left at One Foot Alley.

It was also recalled at this time that before he left, he had said something strange to me:

"I left something for you, and I will find you to get it back when I have a chance in the future."